HE TRANSLATED THE BIBLE INTO THE LATIN VULGATE...THE ONE THAT I STUDY...THE DOUAY-RHEIMS BIBLE...WAS TRANSLATED FROM THE LATIN THEN TO ENGLISH.
SINCE HE IS THE PATRON OF SCHOOLCHILHREN...I IMPLORE HIM TO PRAY FOR MY GRANDSON...MATTY...WHO STARTED GRADE PRIMARY THIS MONTH.
AMUSING...
MIKE AQUILA...A CONTEMPORARY STUDENT OF THE STUDY OF CHURCH FATHERS...dubbed Jerome “Doctor Cantankerous". Jerome quarreled with or complained about (or at least growled at) an amazing array of his fellow Fathers: Ambrose, Augustine, Chrysostom, Rufinus, and, of course, Origen (to name just a few).
POEM/SONG ABOUT JEROME
The Thunderer
If you read this out loud you will get the most benefit from it ... or do as I did and hear Mike Aquilina recite aloud in his speech The Church Fathers for Church Teachers. (Mike's speeches are pure gold by the way; highly recommended.)GO HERE TO LISTEN TO MIKE.
OR DOWNLOAD DION'S VERSION HERE FOR 99 CENTS.
The Thunderer by Dion
Format: MP3 Download , From the Album Son Of Skip James
God’s angry man, His crotchety scholar
Was Saint Jerome,
The great name-caller
Who cared not a dime
For the laws of Libel
And in his spare time
Translated the Bible.
Quick to disparage
All joys but learning
Jerome thought marriage
Better than burning;
But didn’t like woman’s
Painted cheeks;
Didn’t like Romans,
Didn’t like Greeks,
Hated Pagans
For their Pagan ways,
Yet doted on Cicero all of his days.
A born reformer, cross and gifted,
He scolded mankind
Sterner than Swift did;
Worked to save
The world from the heathen;
Fled to a cave
For peace to breathe in,
Promptly wherewith
For miles around
He filled the air with
Fury and sound.
In a mighty prose
For Almighty ends,
He thrust at his foes,
Quarreled with his friends,
And served his Master,
Though with complaint.
He wasn’t a plaster sort of a saint.
But he swelled men’s minds
With a Christian leaven.
It takes all kinds
To make a heaven.
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DO YOU KNOW ANYONE WITH THE NAME JEROME...I RECALL SOMEONE IN MY CHILDHOOD NEIGHBOURHOOD OF ASHBY...BY THAT NAME...A FATHER WITH 10 KIDLETS AND A HUSBAND WITH A MOST SAINTLY WIFE.IN FACT ONE OF HIS DAUGHTERS MARRIED MY UNCLE.THE JEROME I KNEW WAS A THUNDERER TOO.